BoleroWritten by joshprim
I pulled into the semi-circle in front of the dorms that I'd be living in for the next year. I'd spent my first year in junior college, living at home, and I'd be starting my first year at the university as a sophomore. I was a little nervous – but then who isn't when starting at a new school?
The dorms here are sort of old, but seemed nice enough when I checked them out earlier. There were 4 different 3 story dorms, each with 2 wings. Each wing had a long hallway with 20 rooms, 10 on each side of the hallway and also a social gathering room with a small kitchen and refrigerator. Most of them were doubles, but there were a few singles as well. My dorm wing was called Aldeburgh after some English town.

I gathered up a few things from my car and went into the main lobby. I found out that Aldeburgh was on the 2nd floor of the first dorm on the left as you entered. My room was 226 and I found it easily. The door was ajar, so I knocked and went in. There was a guy in there about my age and he looked up.

"Hey, it looks like my roommate has arrived," he exclaimed. He bounced over to me (it turns out he seemed to bounce everywhere) and grabbed my hand. "I'm Bobby, you must be Miles!"

I laughed, "You got that right!," dumping my stuff on what was obviously my bed since the other one had plenty of things over all over it and holding out my hand. "Glad to meet you Bobby! Have you been here long?"

"Nah, I just got here a few hours ago myself – been trying to figure out where to put all my things. I'm afraid I'm just not very good with organization – but I'll make it all fit somewhere," he frowned.

"You want me to help you carry your stuff up?"

"That would be great, Bobby. I drove up here by myself. Unfortunately my parents couldn't come up to help."

"Sure, no problem!"

We went down to my car and managed to get everything into our room in less than an hour. Then I pulled my car around to the back where the dorm parking was.

After we got back to my room, I sat down on my bed and caught my breath. I looked Bobby over while I was resting. He was a good looking guy with an athletic build. I'm 5'11" and he looked a little shorter than me, so 5'9" or 5'10". He had light brown hair almost the same color as mine, but mine was a little blonder. He caught me looking at him.

"What?" he questioned.

"Oh, just thinking. Uh, there's something we need to talk about before I get too settled."

He sat down on his bed opposite me. "Ok, out with it – what's the problem? I don't think you're a serial killer," he remarked with a grin.

"No problem from my end, Bobby. You seem like a great guy and I think we could be good friends – at least I hope so."


"If you want another roommate, I'll understand."

"And why would I want another roommate?"

"Well, you see, this should be easier for me, but you see .... I'm gay." I looked down, not wanting to see his expression.

"Oh, is that all? Don't worry about it, Miles. I don't mind – but just don't perv on me, OK?"

I looked up – Bobby was smiling at me. "You sure? I don't want to make you uncomfortable. I'm out to my parents but no one else. But here at the university, now that I'm away from home, I've decided to come out to everyone."

"Not only am I sure – but if anyone on this hall or anywhere else for that matter – gives you grief about it, let me know.

About four weeks later, Bobby and I were studying in our room when I heard Ravel's Bolero coming out from some guy's room.

"Hey Bobby, why does that guy keep playing that piece? I think that's the 2nd time this week and he's played it at least once a week since I got here.

Bobby laughed. "You know that guy about 3 doors down on the other side of the hall? I think his name is Connor."

I sure had seen him – how could I not notice him – he was gorgeous.

"Yeah sure. I've even chatted with him a couple times – he's really friendly."

"Well I'm not sure it's true, but the story goes, that whenever's he's playing that music, he's fucking someone! From what I understand it's mostly guys like you," Bobby smiled. "But then I've heard sometimes a girl will come out afterwards too. I guess he's an equal opportunity fucker," he said laughing.

"I've got to check this out."

I got up and went out into the hall and into the common room, occasionally looking down the hall. After a few minutes, I saw a cute, slim guy open Connor's door and walk out. I quickly ducked back into the room but watched him as he walked by it. He looked like he'd been perspiring and he had a satisfied, almost relieved look on his face.

That night and all the next day, all I could think of was what Bobby had told me about Connor. You see, while I know I'm gay, I really haven't done anything sexually yet. God knows I've wanted to, but the opportunity has never really turned up, and even if one had, I hadn't wanted word to get around that I was gay - in either my high school or junior college. Here at a big college, I didn't think it would be that much of a deal since I was pretty sure that there were plenty of GLBT students here.

So maybe it was time to lose my virginity – and the answer was just a few doors down the hall from me. I think if I still feel the same way tomorrow, I'll see if Connor would be willing to help me out.

As it turned out, a couple days later, when I went into the Student Commons for lunch rather late, I saw Connor sitting at a table over in a corner by himself. I took my tray over and stood by the table.

"Hi Connor, we haven't had much time to get to know each other, mind if I join you?"

He looked up. "You're Miles aren't you? Sure, have a seat."

"So how's college life treating you?' he asked. "You're a freshman aren't you?"

"No, actually I'm a sophomore – I spent my first year at a junior college to save money. I wish I could have come here last year – it's so liberating being out of the constant eyes of my parents."

He laughed at that. "Tell me about it. I know what you mean. I couldn't do half the things I do here at home."

I took a bite from my sandwich. "What sort of things?"

"Oh various things – like skipping classes, hanging out with whoever I want to, flirting, sex – you know."

"Sex? From what I've heard, you get a lot. I'm really envious." I looked him straight in the eyes. "There's a rumor that every time we hear Ravel's Bolero coming from your room, that you're fucking someone."

"Hmmm, maybe that's true – maybe it's not. Maybe you'll find out if you're curious enough," Connor responded with a grin.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Whatever you want it too," he smiled mysteriously at me.

I decided to push things along a little. "Did you know that I'm gay?"

He raised his eyebrows questioningly and it seemed his eyes seemed to focus more appreciatively on me.

I continued. "The problem is, is that I'm still a virgin. I really didn't have much opportunity for sex at home. Now that I've here, I want to – and I hope that problem will be rectified soon. Maybe as early as tonight or tomorrow – if you want to help me."

Connor looked around to see if anyone could overhear us, but there wasn't anyone close.

He lowered his voice. "You're a cute, sexy guy, Miles. If you're serious about that ..."

I interrupted. "I sure am!"

"I'd like nothing more than to drive my dick into your cute sexy ass," he glanced around again, "but you need to know I never use a condom. I don't like to have some latex wrapped around my rod and I don't want to waste my cum inside some plastic. I want to feel my skin rubbing against someone else's skin and I also to know my cum will splash on living flesh inside the person I'm. Would that a problem for you?"

I was getting hard just sitting there thinking about it.

"I'm not sure - what if I catch something from you? I've been told never to have unprotected sex."

"Well because you're so cute with such a nice body and because I'd really like to fuck you, I'll go to the Student Health Center later today and get tested again – I get myself tested once a month anyway and it's about time to go again. I'm sure the results will be negative because I'm careful about who I mess around with. So if that's the case, how about you coming around my room tonight about 9 and we'll have some fun? If the test should turn out positive, I'll find a way to let you know. OK?"

"Oh God, I'm not sure I can wait that long!"

Connor laughed at that and gave me this really lust-filled look. :"You're really turning me on, Miles. I'd really rather do you right now on the floor in front of everyone, but the people eating in here might object, so I guess I'll just have to wait. But I'll look forward to filling your ass tonight with a ton of my sperm. God, you've gotten me hard as a rock just thinking about it!" He reached down and adjusted himself.

Connor got up carefully from the table so no one could see the bulge in his pants. "I wish I could stay and chat some more, but I've got a class to get to. 9 pm and not before, OK? I'll have some homework to get out the way before we get physical," he said with a grin.

I watched him walk away – damn! he's so incredibly sexy. And he's going to FUCK me tonight!!! The anticipation is going to kill me!

I went to my classes of course, but I don't think I heard a thing. Afterwards, at dinner that evening, I was so nervous that I could barely eat. My friends asked what was wrong with me and why was I so quiet when normally I was a chatterbox. I just shrugged at them and gave them sort of a goofy grin.

Once I was back in my room, Bobby started giving me the 3rd degree.

"OK, Miles, you're acting weird. You've got to tell me what's happened."

"Nothing really, Bobby. I'm just sort of nervous, that's all."

"OK then, why are you nervous? What do you have to be nervous about?"

"You see, I, uh, I ran across Connor at lunch today and talked to him some."

"Connor? So what? Everyone talks to Connor. Not a big deal."

"Maybe not, but it is to me. You see, I agreed to meet him in his room at 9 tonight." I grinned. "You might hear him playing Bolero a little after 9."

Light dawned in Bobby's eyes. "Fucking shit!!! That's really hot, man! I'm so happy for you – frankly it grosses me out – but I really hope you have a good time." He started singing, not too loudly fortunately, "My roomie's gonna get some cock tonight! Tonight! Tonight! He's gonna get some tonight!" I laughed and told him to shut up but he kept on singing it, but not really loud enough for anyone but me to hear.

I blushed, "Listen, I need to get cleaned up, so I'm going to go take a shower. And keep quiet about this or I'll pound you into the ground!!!"

Bobby shouted as I went out the door, "Be sure to get all the important places!!!"

I tried to study some, but got little done – I kept imagining about what Connor and I might be doing in a couple hours. After reading a page for about the 4th time and realizing I didn't remember anything about what I'd read, I closed the book and went outside for a walk to settle myself down.

About an hour later, I went back in and changed clothes. (Fortunately, Bobby wasn't there and I had the room to myself.) I decided just to wear a pair of shorts (no underwear), a t-shirt and some flip-flops. Oh, and I put a dab of cologne on, hoping Connor would like it.

I knocked on Connor's door just a little after 9. I felt I could hardly breathe.

Connor opened the door just a few seconds later.

"Oh there you are, Miles – glad you could make it," he smiled. "Come on in."

I walked in while he closed the door (and locked it) and looked around. There wasn't anything special about Connor's room – just the normal stuff and some pop group posters on the wall. Well there was one thing different – the bed was a full size rather than the narrow twins that the rest of us had.

It was obvious he had been studying since the desk light was on with an open book next to it and a notepad.

"I'm not interrupting your studying, am I?" I asked nervously.

"No, no, of course not. I always take a break at 9 anyway. If I don't have company, I usually go outside and wander around or go downstairs and see what's happening in the TV room.

I watched as he walked over and turned off the desk light. I hadn't noticed it before, but he was so graceful. He walked so smoothly, barely lifting his bare feet from the floor. It was a confident walk like he was some kind of animal that was in its domain and had complete control over everything inside. And it was incredibly sexy too.

"Take a seat, Miles - and don't be so nervous, I'm not going to bite – well at least not yet."

He gave me a sexy grin and sat down in his desk chair.

I looked around to find where to sit and then sat down on the edge of the bed, wondering what was going to happen next.

"You look almost frightened, Miles. Are you sure you want to go through with this?"

I gulped. "Y.Y.Yes, definitely," I stuttered."

"Well you're going to have to relax. Don't worry, you're not the first guy whose cherry I've taken. I consider myself somewhat of an expert at deflowering cute guys like you. We'll take it slow and I promise you'll love every minute it."

"Hold on a minute, I have something that will help you with your nerves."

He went to his closet and pulled out a bottle of scotch and a couple of glasses and filled each of them about half full, then handed me one.

"This is Johnny Walker Black, really good stuff and very smooth. Just sip it and let's chat some, OK?"

I took the glass and took a sip. I hadn't drunk much alcohol before, mostly a few beers and a little vodka one time. This tasted really good and gave me a warm feeling as it went down.

"Before we do that, would you do me a favor and take off your shirt? I always like to ogle a cute guy's body whenever I can – especially one I'm going to have sex with," he said with a grin.

I pulled off my shirt - the room was warm so that wasn't a problem, and it felt good having it off.

"Wow, really nice! You've got great skin and so beautifully smooth. And those nipples! I can't wait to suck on them!"

My dick hardened when he said that. I could just imagine him licking and sucking on my nipples.

"Why don't you finish your drink and I'll sit on the bed next to you?" he told me as he drank the rest of his.

I gulped the rest of mine down.

He got up and moved onto the bed, sitting next to me like he said and patted my bare knee.

Oh, oh, I thought, here goes.

"He moved his hand to my thigh. He leaned over and kissed me lightly on my lips.

"I can see you're still nervous. Just relax Miles, we're going to have lots of fun together in a few minutes."

He leaned over and kissed me again – this time a little longer, while at the same time sliding his hand up my thigh a little further and began rubbing my leg. I opened my mouth while he was kissing me, but he didn't take advantage of it. Pulling away, but with his hand still rubbing my leg, he thought for a second.

"Let me tell you about my first time."

"My parents – that is my step-dad and mother – took me with them on a 'business' trip down to Miami. When we went into the office of the cheap motel we stayed, they asked for a single room with a roll-a-way for me. The clerk took a look at me and said, "He's old enough, and we're not all that busy, so how about I give him his own room – no extra charge. Would that be alright?""

"They quickly agreed and we went to our rooms and unpacked. After about an hour, they told me they had to go into Miami on 'business' and they would probably be out late. We agreed that we'd get back together for breakfast the next morning."

Connor put his arm around me and wrapped his arm around me, playing with one of my nipples and kissed my cheek.

"So here I was in a motel in a town where I didn't know anyone," he continued. "I watched a little TV, took a nap and then went out to dinner by myself at a nearby restaurant. About 10, the clerk from the office knocked on my door, asked if I wanted some company since he was off for the night. He ended up fucking me and every night for the 3 nights we were there. I fucked him a few times too. He stayed with me the entire night the last night and we fucked each other all night long. My parents couldn't figure out why I slept all the way home and I didn't enlighten them.

Connor kissed me again and this time his tongue entered my mouth. As we French kissed, he moved his hand down to my belly and slid it down inside my shorts and found my hard rod. I moaned and shoved my dick into his hand.

He pulled back and stood up. "My God, you're hot, Miles! Here come up here up."

He took my hand and pulled me up and French kissed me, our tongues playing with each other. Then he kissed down my chest and spent several minutes on my nipples, teasing them, sucking and biting.

At the same time, he pushed down my shorts and began stroking my cock. He pushed me back onto the bed so that my back was on the bed with my feet still on the floor.

He looked down on me and grinned. "That was a nice appetizer, but now for some real 'meat', and probably a fair amount of 'liquid protein' as well.

And with that, he kneeled down, spread my legs and swallowed the head of my dick – swirling his tongue around it. I gave a surprised gasp and then he took it all the way down to the root, taking the head all the way into the back of his throat. His lips slid up and down my 7", faster and faster. He wasn't wasting any time – it was clear he wanted my cum badly and I could tell it wasn't going to take him too long for him to get it. His tongue went into action and licked all around the underside my sensitive glans. My body jerked from the sensations and my back went stiff as a board. I grabbed the back of his head and pushed my rod as far down his throat as possible. He pulled back slightly. My cock was throbbing.

"Oh, Goddd!" I cried. My hips jerked and suddenly I was there. "I'm cumming!!!" I cried. He reached under and played with my balls as my boy juice spurted from my dick.

"Hmmm," he moaned as he swallowed spurt after spurt after spurt. There was so much that he couldn't swallow fast enough and some leaked from the edges of his mouth. I could see the muscles in his throat moving and I knew my seed was being eagerly consumed.

He sucked on my dick some more, making sure he got all of it. I tried to pull him off, but he resisted until he got the last of it.

I fell back onto the bed exhausted as he let my slimy cock fall trom his mouth.

"Really tasty and very creamy, Miles. That was quite a load and I enjoyed it more than you would know. I wish I could bottle it. How did you feel about being milked by a mouth like that?" he laughed.

I couldn't say a word, I just lay there.

Connor got up and went to a drawer and got out a digital camera.

"Miles, I want to get before and after pictures of your asshole to show you later. I won't take any pictures of your face, so no one, even if they saw the pictures, would know it was you."

I weakly nodded.

He took a pillow and put it under my ass and then had me hold my legs back. He took 2 or 3 quick shots and studied them and then put the camera back on his desk.

"You've got a really beautiful ass, Miles, almost as pretty as that great rod of yours. I'm really going to enjoy opening it up!"

Connor dropped his shorts and stepped out of them. His dick was standing up with a slight upward curve and looked to be about 8". It seemed to be a little thicker than mine and was surrounded by some dark brown hair which had been trimmed and which framed it nicely. I noticed the dark purple head which had some pre-cum already leaking from it.
"Uh, Connor?

"What, Miles?"

"Can I touch your dick ... please?"

A smile lit up Connor's face and he walked closer. "You can do a lot more than just touch!, Miles."

I'd waited a long time for this and even dreamt about it, having a hot guy's rod in my mouth and giving him a blowjob, and now I was finally going to get to do it!.

I put my hand on it and stroked it. I had never seen anything so beautiful. A drop of pre-cum formed on the tip and I leaned forward and eagerly licked it off and the rest that was on his cockhead.

Connor groaned. I resisted the urge to pull his dick into my mouth and instead pushed it up until the head was touching his skin. Then I took my tongue and slid it up all the way from his balls to just under the glans and smiled up at him. Still holding it, I licked all the way around the glans and concentrated on the underside before finally taking it fully into my mouth. Connor gave a loud groan which really turned me on. I was surprised to find the shaft throbbing in my mouth. Looking up again at Connor, I saw his eyes were closed in ecstasy. I wanted more and wanted to see how much of it I could take. I held his hips and slid my lips almost all the way down the shaft. I tried to open up my throat to take the rest, but gagged and started coughing..

"Take it easy, boy," Connor told me. "This is the first time you've sucked a cock, isn't it?"

I nodded.

"You're doing great for your first time, Miles, I love what you're doing to me."

I took his dick back into my mouth, but not so far this time and started doing to him what he did to me, swirling my tongue all over his shaft as I went up and down on it and sucking as hard as I could.

"Whoa, Tiger! Take it easy – you're going to make me cum and I don't want to cum so soon."

Regretfully, I let him pull it out of my mouth and back away.

"Tell you what, if you really want to suck me off all the way, I'll let you do that tomorrow after classes. But I really can't let you do that tonight. Sorry."

I was disappointed, but I understood. He wanted to cum in my ass and I wanted that so much.

Connor pulled me to my feet and hugged and kissed me deeply and I responded. We kissed so long, rubbing each other all over until I almost came again. Somehow he sensed that and pulled away, each of us breathing heavily.

"Miles, you're unbelievable – and so beautiful – and cute! I can't wait to get my dick into you."

"Me too, Connor, I can't wait either."

"Then let's not." He got a huge bath towel out of his closet and spread it out over the bed. Then he laid me down on the bed on my back and walked over to his desk and pressed a button on his CD player. The opening drum beats of Ravel's Bolero started, with the horns joining in a few seconds later, the melody winding seductively through the room.

<Ravel's Bolero:>

Connor got on the bed and kissed me first on my cheeks, then on my neck, sending shivers down my spine. He came back up to my mouth and kissed me again, his tongue slipping easily into my mouth. He held my head still and tongue fucked my mouth, his long pointed tongue quickly going in and out of my mouth ravenously.

I could feel all of his body laying on top of me and I slid my hips up and down, rubbing our rods together.

"You're so sweet, Miles, so gorgeous!"

He slid on down my body, kissing my chest and finally taking my nipples between his lips. He sucked, he nibbled, he bit, until my nips were so hard, they actually hurt.

He turned my over onto my front. His legs were between mine and his hard rod was laying in the crack of my ass. He rubbed his body against me, with his dick sliding up and down in my crack. His lips kissed me all the way down my back until he got to my ass. He moved off of me and spread my legs apart.

Suddenly I felt his tongue licking up and down my ass crack, finally centering on my hole. He used his hands and spread my ass cheeks as far apart and he could and started licking my hole.

I both moaned and sighed - it felt so good!

He rimmed my ass, getting it really wet and getting my ass lips to relax some. Next he used his hands to pry my cheeks open further, pointed his tongue and pierced my hole with it. His tongue seemed to have a life of his own, playing inside on the sensitive skin of my sphincter more and more. I never felt anything more heavenly.

After opening my hole as much as he could with his tongue, he poured some oil over the small opening he'd created and let it drip down inside. He oiled up one of his fingers as well and penetrated me with it. I jerked a little as I felt it slide into me up to his knuckle and maybe a little further. He pulled his finger out, lubed up several of his fingers, and shoved two of them slowly into me. I could feel my sphincter stretching – it was a little painful, but not too bad and I quickly got used to it. He spread his fingers apart and rotated them. One of them brushed against something inside me and I gave a really loud moan.

Connor chuckled. "It looks like I hit your prostate. I'm glad your prostate is sensitive - some guys don't feel a thing, but you, you're gonna love having a dick inside your ass. And, by the way, make as much noise as you want. The music will drown out most of it and my neighbors are used to it by now anyhow."

He stroked my prostate again and I almost felt like I'd pass out. He next put in 3 fingers and did the same as he did with the first 2.

Finally, he pulled them all out, poured a little more oil onto my hole and oiled up his rod.

He turned me onto my side and slid behind me, spooning me.

"Just remember to relax and to breathe, Miles. This may hurt some, but it should only be for a few seconds and then it will be nothing but pleasure."

He raised my leg up so that my hole was completely exposed, slid up further and positioned his cockhead at my opening. I tensed up and he sensed it, so he rubbed my shoulders and my back until I relaxed, all the time sliding his dick up and down my crack.

When he felt I was ready, I felt his dick putting pressure on my hole. I breathed deeply and exhaled and all of a sudden the head of his cock popped in. I felt a lot of pain. "OH, FUCK!!!" I cried. Tears came out of my eyes from the pain and Connor held perfectly still letting me get used to having him inside me.

Connor stroked my chest and played with my nipples while he waited for me to adjust. I breathed deeply and tried to relax and slowly, I felt the pain going away.

Connor made a popping sound with his mouth and chuckled, "Well, there went your cherry!"

I thought that was funny and I felt myself relaxing and being more at ease.

Connor could tell I was ready and he pushed his dick in further a little at a time, very slowly, while turning my head to him, kissing my cheeks and tasting my tears. He whispered in my ear, "the worst is over, Miles, now nothing but pleasure."

Finally he was in as far as he could go and he hugged me and kissed the back of my neck. He pulled out slightly and pushed back in slowly. "You're so nice and tight, Miles. We're both really going to enjoy this."

He pulled out a little further each time before going balls deep in me again and again.

"I'm really being fucked", I thought excitedly. I began pushing back against him as he pushed into me and we began going faster. He wrapped his arms around my body and played with my nipples as we made love.

"You're incredible, Miles. I really enjoying fucking you," he whispered. "I'm really glad I'm your first, and I hope you'll never forget me," he told me as his cock slid back and forth in my anal canal over and over and over.

Connor stopped and pulled out of me and I felt the emptiness and wanted badly to feel his shaft in me again. He turned me over onto my back, kissed me deeply, spread my legs again, and slid his beautiful 8" dick back into my ass. I sighed with pleasure. I looked up at him and he was looking back down at me with both lust and happiness in his eyes. I grabbed his hips and pulled him all the way in. He lay almost all the way on top of me until his groin was rubbing against my own dick. He then began fucking me with enthusiasm.

I made small moans of pleasure each time he thrust inside of me. My moans were accompanied by grunts from Connor each time he impaled me completely. I actually whimpered as I felt his cockhead rubbing inside me.

Not only was my cock being stimulated by him fucking me like this, but he was again rubbing against my prostate with each stroke. He sped up and I cried with joy as my own orgasm approached and I came strongly - the cum shooting onto both of our chests.

"Beautiful, so fucking beautiful, Miles!."

Next, he raised both of my legs up to about a 45 degree angle and began to really pound me. I could hear Ravel's Bolero getting louder and faster, the horns pounding away. Connor had an intense look on his face and I could sense he was close. I tried to tighten up my hole – I wanted to take his cum inside me so badly and hoped I would feel his seed splash against the walls of my rectum, coating my insides with his sperm. As the music reached its own orgasm, he looked deep into my eyes and froze as he began to ejaculate. I could feel his cockhead throbbing and I somehow sensed the vein on his dick pulsing on my ass walls as he shot his semen deep inside me. His cock jerked a number of times and I could see the intense expression on his face as he deposit his seed into my willing ass. Finally he collapsed on my body exhausted and spent.

Conner took my face in his hands and kissed me deeply. Finally he caught his breath and wiped at the perspiration on his face. "That was incredible, Miles! Thank you so much!!!."

After some more kissing and hugging, we finally got up.

But before I could get dressed, Miles had me lay back down on the bed and took some more pictures of my asshole.

When he showed them to me, I found them hard to believe. The first pictures showed just a tight wrinkled depression between my legs and the second ones showed an asshole that was gaping open, the opening as big as, well, as big as Connor's cock. There was even some of his cum leaking out of it.

"If you want copies, Miles, I'll put them on a flash drive or CD for you. Just let me know."

He wiped the dripping cum off for me, shut off the CD player (which had been playing Bolero over and over) and we put our clothes back on.

I moved toward the door but Connor stopped me, turned me around and kissed me deeply again. He smiled, but it was a serious smile. "We'll have to do this again, Miles – and soon. Next time, maybe you'd like to fuck me instead. I'd love to have you on top of me, alright?"

"Definitely, you're on!!!"

He opened the door and I stepped out into the hall. To my surprise, there was Bobby, my roommate, and about 5 of my friends who started whooping and hollering when they saw me come out.

"Way to go, Miles!!!" They told me, pounding me on my back. "How was it? – we gotta know!"

I just grinned sheepishly, waded through them and finally got back to my room. I was exhausted. I never knew sex could be so tiring – but it was a 100 times better than I ever thought it could be.

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